Maxioms by Saiom Shriver
Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
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Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
and made them vibrate.. empathic in pain.
He decried that any would
add another hue
unto the rainbow
yet we would ope to
saffron and jade
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He decried that any would
add another hue
unto the rainbow
yet we would ope to
saffron and jade
and pink and rose
and olive and tan
scarlet and indigos
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*the quote is from Shakespeare's King John.
A little birdie flew overhead a traffic light of green and red.
From her diagonal point of view she saw read more
A little birdie flew overhead a traffic light of green and red.
From her diagonal point of view she saw both crimson and lime hue. Obey traffic rules? Birdies need not. Masters listen only
to the inner voice of God.
The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.
The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.
